Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 94220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
His gaze meets mine in the mirror. “How’s that?” he asks with an adorable-ass smile.
“Very, very nice.” I tremble as the words escape my lips, and Leif takes it as an invitation to push in farther.
I tighten my grip on the counter and push my ass back till I feel my cheeks against his pelvis, enjoying knowing that my man is filling me. I want to satisfy his curiosity. Want to be the best ass he’ll ever fucking get. Selfishly want to ruin him for any man who comes after me.
I take deep breaths, allowing myself a moment to relax, but even before I’m fully there, I rock my hips, back and forth, feeling the smooth motion against that sweet spot. As my eyes roll back, I catch him gawking at my expression.
“You like seeing what you’re doing to me?” I ask him, making a broader thrust. There’s a bit of a bite to it, but I don’t mind it.
“It’s fucking hot,” he says, starting to move with me.
We work together, creating a smooth rhythm between our push and pull. It takes some work to get my ass ready for him, but once we do, he picks up the pace so that with each thrust, a clap echoes through the bathroom.
I revel in the stimulation each time he pounds in, absorbing the shockwave of pleasure that surges through me as I get lost in the sound of those claps and our steadily intensifying breaths.
Leif leans down until his chest’s against my back. He kisses the side of my face, taking my cock in his hand and stroking as he shoves that dick back sharply.
“Fuck, Leif,” I call out.
He hits that spot just right again.
And again. And again.
I release the counter and lean back. Leif moves with me so that soon I’m standing. Behind me, he squats down, jerking me while kissing my neck and thrusting deep.
I watch in the mirror as my abs tremble with each thrust, my body a fit of sweet pressure and electric pulses.
“Bet you didn’t know I’d be as good a bottom as I am a top,” I say, which makes him snicker.
“So conceited,” he says right into my ear, the flash of heat tingling at my nerves.
“Damn right,” I say. “Here.”
He stops thrusting, and I pull off him. He looks surprised, disappointed even. I spin around, lifting myself so I rest my ass on the edge of the counter. Leaning back, I prop myself up so my elbows are on either side of the sink. I raise my legs, displaying myself for him.
“Get that cock over here,” I say, and he obeys.
As I figured, he’s the right height; this counter was made for us to fuck on.
When he’s all the way in, I hook my legs around him. It’s not intentional, just like my body isn’t willing to let that dick get away. Not now that it’s had a taste.
“Give it to me, Leif. Don’t hold back.”
His eyebrows jump up, like he’s fucking impressed. He drills into me, our gazes locked as heat surges through me, rushing to my face. He hooks his arms around my legs, keeping them in place as he fucks me. Each thrust sends me soaring higher and higher. My body buzzes with excitement, and I’m shifting so much that my elbow slips into the sink.
“Fuck,” I say, but Leif must’ve noticed because his arms are under me in no time. He pulls me up, lifts me off the sink and pushes me up against the wall beside the towel rack.
I hook my legs around him for support as he keeps fucking me.
Something about this angle makes him feel like he’s getting in even deeper, and each thrust is like he’s hitting the trigger to a web of nerves radiating out through my body.
Leif’s kisses are wild, a frenzy of licks, sucks, and nibbles. He’s out of control, and I fucking love it. As he pants, beads of cool water mixed with warm sweat drip onto my face and chest.
“You gotta come. I’m about to shoot,” he warns before nibbling at my neck.
The pressure’s so intense. With every slap of our flesh against each other, the urgency becomes that much more unbearable.
“I’m about to blow. Do it,” I say, which has Leif pistoning his hips like he was just waiting for permission. The intensity of his movements, how they strike that spot, is too much for me. I reach for my cock to end my agony, but before I can grab hold of it, my ass grips Leif’s cock as white streaks soar from the head, striking my abs. I throw my head back and redirect the hand I was going to jerk off with to his nipple, offering the subtlest of pinches.
Leif delivers a final thrust before I feel him swell inside me.